When parents go wrong …

when parents hurt me

when they often do

i don‘t complain

for I am not

understood

a blockage in my growth

and career

is my parents shelter for me

i wish I was smart

and not preserved

for their benefit of

old age that stood

they do not enable me fly

they at my boldness cry

they feel me high

so they bring me nigh

to feel security they value

how much more I could grow

without dreams

of theirs

in me?

how much more do parents sin

to have a good old age

as the win

but never I felt again

that same love in me

again

for I am a child

of theirs still

how will I understand

them real

for a parent I am not yet

how will they nurture me

will life of mine in upset

be spent

where we both differ

don’t eat the same

then

whom to blame

whom to blame

do you know any

whom I can blame